Henrik Ibsen

I believe that first and foremost I am an individual, just as you are.

Henrik Johan Ibsen (20 March1828 – 23 May1906) was a Norwegian playwright who was largely responsible for the rise of the modern realistic drama. It is said that Ibsen is the most frequently performed dramatist in the world after Shakespeare.

He who possesses liberty otherwise than as an aspiration possesses it soulless, dead.

The State has its root in time, and will ripe and rot in time.

That power which circumstances placed in my hands, and which is an emanation of divinity, I am conscious of having used to the best of my skill. I have never wittingly wronged any one.

To live is to battle the demons in the heart as well as the brain. To write is to preside at judgement day over one's self.

The great secret of power is never to will to do more than you can accomplish.

I hold that man is in the right who is most closely in league with the future.

He who possesses liberty otherwise than as an aspiration possesses it soulless, dead. One of the qualities of liberty is that, as long as it is being striven after, it goes on expanding. Therefore, the man who stands still in the midst of the struggle and says, "I have it," merely shows by so doing that he has just lost it. Now this very contentedness in the possession of a dead liberty is characteristic of the so-called State, and, as I have said, it is not a good characteristic. No doubt the franchise, self-taxation, etc., are benefits — but to whom? To the citizen, not to the individual. Now, reason does not imperatively demand that the individual should be a citizen. Far from it. The State is the curse of the individual. With what is Prussia's political strength bought? With the absorption of the individual in the political and geographical idea. The waiter is the best soldier. And on the other hand, take the Jewish people, the aristocracy of the human race — how is it they have kept their place apart, their poetical halo, amid surroundings of coarse cruelty? By having no State to burden them. Had they remained in Palestine, they would long ago have lost their individuality in the process of their State's construction, like all other nations. Away with the State! I will take part in that revolution. Undermine the whole conception of a State, declare free choice and spiritual kinship to be the only all-important conditions of any union, and you will have the commencement of a liberty that is worth something. Changes in forms of government are pettifogging affairs — a degree less or a degree more, mere foolishness. The State has its root in time, and will ripe and rot in time. Greater things than it will fall — religion, for example. Neither moral conceptions nor art-forms have an eternity before them. How much are we really in duty bound to pin our faith to? Who will guarantee me that on Jupiter two and two do not make five ?

Variant translation: The quality of liberty is that, as long as it is being striven after, it goes on expanding. Therefore, the man who stands still in the midst of the struggle and says: "I have it," merely shows by so doing that he has lost it. Now this very contentedness in the possession of a dead liberty is a characteristic of the so-called state; and it is worthless.

As translated in Ibsen : The Man, His Art & His Significance (1907) by Haldane Macfall, p. 238

Variant translation: Neither moral concepts nor art forms can expect to live forever. How much are we obliged to hold on to? Who can guarantee that 2 plus 2 don't add up to 5 on Jupiter?

There are three Empires. First there is the Empire which was founded on the tree of knowledge. Then there is the Empire founded on the tree of the Cross. The third is still a secret Empire which will be founded on the tree of knowledge and the tree of the Cross — brought together.

That power which circumstances placed in my hands, and which is an emanation of divinity, I am conscious of having used to the best of my skill. I have never wittingly wronged any one. For this campaign there were good and sufficient reasons; and if some should think that I have not fulfilled all expectations, they ought in justice to reflect that there is a mysterious power without us, which in a great measure governs the issue of human undertakings.

Erring soul of man — if thou wast indeed forced to err, it shall surely be accounted to thee for good on that great day when the Mighty One shall descend in the clouds to judge the living dead and the dead who are yet alive!

The great secret of power is never to will to do more than you can accomplish. The great secret of action and victory is to be capable of living your life without ideals. Such is the sum of the whole world's wisdom.

As quoted in The Ibsen Calendar : A Quotation from the Works of Henrik Ibsen for Every Day (1913) by C. A. Arfwedson

I hold that man is in the right who is most closely in league with the future.

The great task of our time is to blow up all existing institutions — to destroy.

Letter of 1883, quoted in The Drama of Ibsen and Strindberg (1962) by Frank Laurence Lucas, p. 34.

It is inexcusable for scientists to torture animals; let them make their experiments on journalists and politicians.

As quoted in The Book of Poisonous Quotes (1993) edited by Colin Jarman, p. 232.

Tvert imot!

On the contrary!

His last words, in response to a nurse who said she thought he looked better than usual; as quoted in The History of World Theater : From the English Restoration to the Present (1999) by Felicia Hardison Londré and Margot Berthold, p. 341.

Truth upon the Serpent's head shall trample.
The cause of Love shall win...

I thank God that in the bath of Pain
He purged my love. What strong compulsion drew
Me on I knew not, till I saw in you
The treasure I had blindly sought in vain.
I praise Him, who our love has lifted thus
To noble rank by sorrow, — licensed us
To a triumphal progress, bade us sweep
Thro' fen and forest to our castle-keep,
A noble pair, astride on Pegasus!

Falk, Act III

I feel myself like God's lost prodigal;
I left Him for the world's delusive charms.
With mild reproof He wooed me to his arms;
And when I come, He lights the vaulted hall,
Prepares a banquet for the son restored,
And makes His noblest creature my reward.
From this time forth I'll never leave that Light, —
But stand its armed defender in the fight;Nothing shall part us, and our life shall prove
A song of glory to triumphant love!

Brand: Answer me, God, in the jaws of death:
Is there no salvation for the Will of Man?
No small measure of salvation?
[The avalanche buries him. The valley is swallowed up.]A Voice: [Calls through the crashing thunder] He is the God of Love.

The spirit of truth and the spirit of freedom — these are the pillars of society.

I'm afraid for all those who'll have the bread snatched from their mouths by these machines. You are very fond, sir, of talking about the consideration we owe to the community; it seems to me, however, that the community has its duties too. What business has science and capitalism got, bringing all these new inventions into the works, before society has produced a generation educated up to using them!

Aune, Act II

Look into any man's heart you please, and you will always find, in every one, at least one black spot which he has to keep concealed.

Bernick, Act III

The spirit of truth and the spirit of freedom — these are the pillars of society.

There can be no freedom or beauty about a home life that depends on borrowing and debt.

Torvald Helmer, Act I

Nora.'Look here, Doctor Rank - you know you want to live.

Rank.'Certainly. However wretched I may feel, I want to prolong the agony as long as possible."

Act I

I don't know whether you find also in your part of the world that there are certain people who go zealously snuffing about to smell out moral corruption, and, as soon as they have found some, put the person concerned into some lucrative position where they can keep their eye on him. Healthy natures are left out in the cold.

Dr. Rank, Act I

What's to become of the morally sound? Left out in the cold, I suppose. We must heal the sick.

Dr. Rank, Act I

Many a man can save himself if he admits he's done wrong and takes his punishment.

Torvald Helmer, Act I

Jeg har en sånn umåtelig lyst til å si: død og pine.

I've the most extraordinary longing to say 'Bloody Hell'!

Nora Helmer, Act I

You don't get nothing for nothing in this life.

Dr. Rank, Act III

There is a big black hat and it makes you invisible. Have you heard of that hat? You put it on and then no one can see you.

Dr. Rank, Act III, speaking of death

The black, cold, icy water. Down and down, without end — if it would only end.

Nora Helmer, Act III

But our home's been nothing but a playpen. I've been your doll-wife here, just as at home I was Papa's doll-child. And in turn the children have been my dolls. I thought it fun when you played with me, just as they thought it fun when I played with them. That's been our marriage, Torvald.

Nora Helmer, Act III

Variant translation: Our home has been nothing but a playroom. I have been your doll-wife, just as at home I was papa's doll-child; and here the children have been my dolls. I thought it great fun when you played with me, just as they thought it great fun when I played with them. That is what our marriage has been, Torvald.

If I'm ever to reach any understanding of myself and the things around me, I must learn to stand alone. That's why I can't stay here with you any longer.

Nora Helmer, Act III

I have other duties equally sacred … Duties to myself.

Nora Helmer, Act III

Variant translation: I have another duty equally sacred … My duty to myself.

Helmer: First and foremost, you are a wife and mother.Nora: That I don't believe any more. I believe that first and foremost I am an individual, just as you are.

There must be ghosts all over the world. They must be as countless as the grains of the sands, it seems to me. And we are so miserably afraid of the light, all of us.

To crave for happiness in this world is simply to be possessed by a spirit of revolt. What right have we to happiness?

Manders, Act I

I am half inclined to think we are all ghosts, Mr. Manders. It is not only what we have inherited from our fathers and mothers that exists again in us, but all sorts of old dead ideas and all kinds of old dead beliefs and things of that kind. They are not actually alive in us; but there they are dormant, all the same, and we can never be rid of them. Whenever I take up a newspaper and read it, I fancy I see ghosts creeping between the lines. There must be ghosts all over the world. They must be as countless as the grains of the sands, it seems to me. And we are so miserably afraid of the light, all of us.

Always do that, wild ducks do. They shoot to the bottom as deep as they can get, sir — and bite themselves fast in the tangle and seaweed — and all the devil's own mess that grows down there. And they never come up again.

Ekdal, Act II

A marriage based on full confidence, based on complete and unqualified frankness on both sides; they are not keeping anything back; there's no deception underneath it all. If I might so put it, it's an agreement for the mutual forgiveness of sin.

Hjalmar, Act IV

Forget that foreign word "ideals." We have that good old native word: "lies."